As a Nigerian teenager I had not really had a good hair style now at days we see lots of guys carrying dreadlocks and spraying their hair when I was growing up it wasn't always so, the variety of hairs we had where the pink, one called go to school which was the one I usually carried as a kid before trying lowcut which is more of skin cut but the hair is not barbed down to the skin, we have wide ponk, and the altimate which is galacks in this one the hair kind of looks like that of a cat when frightened, although in a much stylish way.
Me going to the barber shop I had pink in mind but I didn't know that the universe had plans for me or should I say my dad.
Before going I already told my younger sis that i was going to get a pink cut, she didn't like the idea cause at the time the hair style was common among gangster in the community commonly known as cult boys, she tried persuading me not to gat the hair style but I refused I insisted on getting the cut cause it looked cool and it was just a hair cut what harm could it do.
Unknown to me she already told my dad my lil sis that is, when I wanted to get the cut I went to my mom and told her I was gonna get a hair cut she said okay I should take care I replied yes ma'am and was about to leave the house when my dad said you know what going to get a cut too, hearing this I saw my plans being shattered to pieces, I knew she was behind it but could not react as he told me move on he didn't even let me speak, we got to the barber shop we saw two guys we were the only customers one guys was the shop owner while the other was his apprentice in this case the guy owner abi should I say the oga was there but he vouched for the apprentice that he could do the job my case was not even the one where the boss is not around it's only ethical that my dad gets barbed by the shop own, but I wanted to wait so he gets done with him so I could maybe by a small chance get him to give me my desired style, but it would seem luck was not on my side as this boss insisted that his apprentice barb my hair I never liked the idea I could already see my friends laughing and hitting me on the head it was indeed horrible moving on after much persuasion and the strong hand of mah papa I had no option but to give in.
This guy stared cutting my hair I could swear that it was my head was being slaughtered I felt each bit of pain in my brain I had hair sours all over and the worsts part was that he didn't even get all the hairs out at the end I wanted to settle for my lowcut but after see how it came out my dad had to intervene and when he did it was no longer funny for me that it after seeing the out come he asked the owner to get me a skin cut I saw my world crumbling in was as if I should just jump over a cliff.
I knew that at school it wasn't going to be easy cause I usually tezz guys had skin cut and now my turn had come I kind of had the expression of this guy
I knew it was over my dad came and told the boss to get ride of everything I had no option but to comply cause the hair was a disaster after getting the cut my dad started rubbing my hard and telling my I looked sharp even the apprentice was smiling if I had my way I'd have ran into him the boss was also saying that I looked good it was like I was the only one seeing my troubles ahead in school, aWHATSAPP**orst part is that it doesn't group back quickly that experience was very horrible I got hit in the head by my friends every time someone said something funny they had a way of relating it with my head. Men as a kind having a skin cut it really horrible bit funny when it's not you😂.
When I saw the pic I use I showed my friend he said it looks like the blue beetles mask the movie 😂😂.
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